Lyrics:
ruff, ooh, wow, wow
It's not enough to stand by
And watch it go down
You've got to be tuff, ooh, wow, wow, wow
So start by accepting yourself
the middle of downtown
Putting this verse together I'm trynna sound profound
I'm trynna finish my album I hope y'all like the sound
And in a couple years from
like you from outta town my dawg
But this is calabasas sound my dawg
My album about to drop
Your whole city is in a frenzy
Your album about to drop
Your
finish it
I feel like Bradley in Limitless
My albums a movie no images yuh
I took a second perfected my craft
Then I come back like I'm swinging a bat
of sex, if man could overthrow it
He'd be king in a day, no way. We get rich, hard, give it away
We're weak and as we speak, the girls are hawkin'
Sizin' me
dance
5 magazines on back up
( Hook )
Meet me in the alley
See me in the allego
Switch and save like aldi
When they had me on the outs Yo
I be on the way
I'm sorry about the way
The new album is on the way
I'm in my zone
On and off stage I perform
I'll take them by storm now
Watch I'm
angel of this world, happy Valentine's, angel
By the way, you owe me at least a beer
Tallboy or draft, have to share in person, PBR
Color your hair back
is, what it does, we are th-th-the best
I'm from the city where you need to were somebody go to fast
Ain't no other city realer then the city I stay in
they in a trance
Reach my level, not sure if they can, they
Pop it, can't stop it like Pringles, yuh
This album is like eight singles, yuh
Spider sense,
You neva catch me lookin R&B
I mite be in a 3 piece suit lookin way OG
Blazin a ounce with the homie cat
Or Ruff Dogg cuz i luv puttin huslas
integrity (In that belt called creativity)
But it's not a black corpse, snuffed by a cold world, I keep warm
By burning dead bodies smelling the beats
Room, in the ass I hear, while
I was locked outside with Paula by a mischievous Patty, and my Then girlfriend Prissy was at
Work as a waitress at IHOP
'Daddy, what's a train?'
When I was just a boy and living by the track
Us kids would gather up the coal in big 'ole gunnysacks
Then we heard the warning
or two grand to
Be split three ways in those days
That was as much "success"
As we thought possible
The earliest performances on this album
Are brought
denims
Its muggy sittin In this hot box
As these buds are Broken into parts
Like cars Ina chop shop On this la la
Laugin At this rappin Wanna be's
Ra Ra
[Intro;]
Ruff Raleigh
Wan Gray
I hear the haters talk
I hear the brothers talk
I hear the sisters talk
I hear the world is lost
Hope is the answer
on the pedals of the rolls
From the concrete I paved my success my own road
I’m riding ruff in this double R
The back ends from the shows what I invested tryna
to break your heart inside
Baby ima dog
And I don't know why
Got a double life that I tried to hide
You are a queen
But I treat you as a side
Got blinded by
Was.
Slow down.
Staring at the ceiling.
Close your eyes.
Picture me.
What are you feeling.
Let me stay.
Until we.
Old and grey.
Lean on me.
Enjoying.
So those that used to diss me in the past are having fits
But I just sit back and kick my feet up on the table
Cause I'm able to rock a crowd
Inspiration, while certainly a state that can be practiced and multiplied, is by definition
Not a constant resource
Exterior influences are probably
Brr, yuh
Haha, woah!
Yuh, hey
Let me hear you shout it bitch
I tell her Sam's Not Hot
Tell her Sam's Not Hot
She said 'Babe, you are a savage'
I said
album out in HipHop and I'm still Heatin' up tHe crockpot
Platinum plaques tHat I ain't Hung yet
You got opinions no acHievements
Type of niggas make
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